Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 92 Husband is currently committing a crime
Chen Ping's side was much simpler. The two of them stayed in the corner of the fighting arena and hoeed there, while Wu Feng was the only one driving the Dragon Transformation and rushing up.

To be honest, with Wu Feng's current physical condition, if he turned on the dragon and crashed into someone at full speed, it would be a ten-year-level first soul skill 'Dragon Crash' that did not consume any soul power.

If a young soul master of level ten or so were to be hit hard, Wu Feng would probably beat him to death.

[Original Soul Skill - Dragon Strike: Wu Feng activates his martial soul and charges in a straight line. If there are enemy units in his path, he will directly knock them away.]

As soon as Wang Yan said the four words "Assessment Begins", Wu Feng rushed out like a flaming supercar with the accelerator pressed down.

In just a moment, he had already rushed out seven or eight meters.

While running wildly, Wu Feng was possessing his martial spirit, and two golden spirit rings fell from the sky.

Ouyang Junyi and Chen Junfeng had never seen such a scene before. When everyone was fighting, shouldn't they release their martial spirits first and test each other first?

It’s just the first second of the game and you guys have already crossed half the court! What the hell is going on?
Ouyang Junyi and Chen Junfeng were so nervous at this moment that the movements of summoning martial spirits to possess them were a little distorted. The operation that could be completed instantly in the past now took more than a second to complete.

And this more than one second was enough for Wu Feng, who had already increased his speed, to rush forward another ten meters.

Don’t forget, because there are too many students competing, the fighting arena in the assessment area has been divided into a cube with a length and width of only twenty meters!

In just two seconds, Wu Feng had already reached Ouyang Junyi and Chen Junfeng.

At this time, the two of them no longer cared about the friendship between teammates. Looking at the ferocious dragon girl Wu Feng, whose left arm turned into a dragon claw, they quickly rolled over and rolled to the sides.

But the problem is that the reason they stood in this position was to protect Zhao Haochen. It doesn't matter if they retreat, but the one who will be unlucky is Zhao Haochen from the food department.

At this time, Zhao Haochen still didn't know what had happened.

He was not as tall as his two teammates, and was blocked behind them, so he could not see Wu Feng's movements at all, so he was the one who was possessed by the martial spirit the fastest.

At this time, Zhao Haochen, who was standing at the back, shouted, "Give me my big chicken leg."

The yellow hundred-year soul ring under his feet flickered, and two large braised chicken legs appeared in Zhao Haochen's hands.

Just as he had rehearsed more than a dozen times in the morning, Zhao Haochen suddenly pushed two large braised chicken legs forward.

Normally, Ouyang Junyi and Chen Junfeng could just catch the chicken leg with their backhand, but this time Zhao Haochen felt something was not right.

Because the two chicken legs were taken away one after the other.

He subconsciously raised his head, and what appeared in front of him was the dragon-like Wu Feng, half of whose body was covered with a layer of fine dragon scales.

Terrifying heat gushed out from Wu Feng's body, splashing onto Zhao Haochen's face, causing Zhao Haochen to shiver subconsciously.

"Come here for my big chicken drumstick!"

Zhao Haochen shouted helplessly, but what else could he do with this hundred-year-old food-type soul skill that he had no power to counterattack?
Another big braised chicken leg appeared in Zhao Haochen's hand. The next moment, Wu Feng snatched the hot chicken leg from Zhao Haochen's hand without any hesitation.

"Hmm, it tastes good. Do you have any other soul skills?"

Wu Feng stuffed the braised chicken leg he had just snatched into the storage ring, and in his other hand he held one of the two braised chicken legs he had snatched before, eating it with relish.

Soon, Wu Feng felt a warm current flowing down her slender, white thighs, which seemed to make them even stronger. Zhao Haochen was almost crying. How could this bully her?
He is just a food-type soul master with only one soul skill. He was just thinking of getting another chicken leg to eat so that he could escape faster!
In fact, this matter cannot be blamed entirely on Wu Feng. Three months ago, Wu Feng would definitely not do such a wicked act as to steal the food summoned by the food-type soul master.

But who made her teammate Chen Ping, that wicked and wicked guy?

Ever since Chen Ping snatched the buffs Ning Tian gave her twice in a row, Wu Feng has opened the door to a new world.

Yes, who said that the auxiliary system's gain light and the food system's gain food can only be eaten by the other party?
As long as you move fast enough, the opponent's support will be my support, and the opponent's food system will be my food system!

"Never mind, three is enough!"

Wu Feng counted with his fingers, then nodded with satisfaction. He did not give Zhao Haochen the chance to summon the braised chicken leg for the fourth time, and directly slapped him out of the fighting arena with one claw.

It was not until then that Ouyang Junyi and Chen Junfeng managed to stand up from the ground again, looking at Wu Feng with resentment for stealing their food.

The two of them forming a food-type lineup is not as cost-effective as a lineup with one strong attacker and two agile attackers.

It was only because Zhao Haochen's first soul skill, acceleration, could indeed amplify their speed threat that the three of them formed a team.

As a result, the game had just started, the person was gone, the chicken leg was gone, and it even went into the opponent's stomach!

How could the two of them tolerate this?

After looking at each other, Ouyang Junyi and Chen Junfeng attacked at the same time.

You let your two teammates squat at the back of the field and chat, and you come up alone to deal with the three or two of us. How arrogant!

Ouyang Junyi and Chen Junfeng have a beast spirit and a weapon spirit respectively, but they are both agility attack type combat spirit masters.

Ouyang Junyi's martial soul is the sword-beaked hummingbird. After releasing his martial soul, a sharp spike quickly appeared at the front end of his right arm, while Chen Junfeng's martial soul is a soft sword.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to have telepathy and stabbed towards Wu Feng fiercely, forming a cross-stabbing attack.

If Wu Feng had not eaten the big chicken leg, he might have lost his momentum and had to take the cross-stabs from the two men.

But according to the theory of speed relativity, the opponent slows down and Wu Feng speeds up. What does this mean?
It’s like Ouyang Junyi and Chen Junfeng are imprisoned!

You two guys are imprisoned, your arms are only so long, and you still want to poke people?
Wu Feng snorted coldly and lightly dodged the cross-stabs of the two men.

Then he slapped them left and right, and knocked the two men away cleanly.

Now, Wu Feng really knew how good it felt when Chen Ping stole his speed gain that night. What was this thing called?
Thinking of this strange word he saw in a picture book, even someone as carefree as Wu Feng blushed immediately.

Wang Yan spoke at the right time and announced the first victory of Chen Ping's team.

Off the field, the other team members from District 33 all swallowed their saliva in unison.

Being grouped with such a vicious person, they were already sweating profusely.

(End of this chapter)